I love makeup. If you were to look in my bathroom you would see a ridiculous amount of makeup and wonder why I even have so much. My love for makeup began when I was in middle school. My embarrassing yearbook photo from seventh grade showcased my Wet-n-Wild purple lipstick and 80s blue eye shadow. Back then, my motivation for wearing makeup was probably because I wanted to feel and look older-- like most middle-school girls do. We wanted to be cool like Britney and Christina Aguilera.
Fast-forward to high school and my love of makeup became about impressing the boys. I wanted to look pretty.
Fast-forward to college, and makeup became about avoiding comments like, "you look tired" or "you look sick." Gee thanks.
Fast forward to my life now (motherhood), and I wear makeup to sometimes feel human again and to not look like a zombie. This was, at least, my progression of reasons for wearing makeup.
But what do all of these reasons have in common?
They all boil down to how I want myself to be perceived by others.
It's all about impressing others. As much as I can lie to myself that I love makeup because "my face is a blank canvas and makeup is my art form," I need to be real and admit that it's because I don't see myself the way God sees me. Why is that?
There are so many factors that probably contribute to this, but all those reasons aside; it is ultimately my choice to love myself the way that God created me. It's a daily struggle. Much like any part of our faith we can't always trust our feelings to lead us. Some days I don't feel beautiful. But when I feel that way I want to be able to look in the mirror and feel joy that I'm alive and well...or maybe I just wish I could stop looking in the mirror altogether because it doesn't matter what I look like.
"Beauty" is arguably one of the biggest struggles for us as women. I don't have to elaborate on the role of the media when it comes to defining beauty, although I think things are slowly starting to change. But even then, when people talk about diversity in beauty it's still centered on the way we look! As long as how we look or don't look is what defines beauty, we will never be happy because we will always be comparing ourselves. The Bible has a little something to say about beauty.
To be true to the context of this Scripture, Peter is talking about the relationship between a husband and a believing wife. Many people find this passage of Scripture to be misogynistic because of some of the wording, but can I just be controversial and say how un-misogynistic it actually is? For goodness sakes! It tells us that our value is not in our outward appearance as if we are sexual objects, but it is who we are inside and how we carry ourselves that showcases our beauty! As daughters of God, He values us for the person that we are in our core, not the way look.
I wish it were easier to accept this tidbit of Scripture in my own life, but it's truly a struggle. Just like anything else in life, God is slowly chiseling away the buildup of lies that have crusted over the promises He has for me as His beautiful daughter. I am so thankful God has given me my daughter as a daily reminder of how He sees me.
I hope you are encouraged today to know that our beauty as women (and men) really doesn't come from our outward appearances. It's so cliché, but then again, things usually become cliché because they are true. You're beautiful. I’m beautiful. Like I say to my daughter when she plays with "meegup," "you make that makeup look gooooood!"